Lingyuan Immortal

Chapter 32 Wish Fulfilled (Please Recommend and Collect)
"The 49th lot is the Wind-Patterned Cloud Banner. The pole is made of the low-grade spiritual material, hundred-year-old cloud bamboo, with the most precious section as the handle, while the banner is made entirely of the medium-grade spiritual material, white brocade... It is painted with two prohibitions, one for summoning wind and the other for gathering clouds. Although this device is not very powerful, the two prohibitions on it are very beneficial to the growth of certain spiritual plants... It can be regarded as a good work among the low-grade magical devices..." The fat Taoist priest continued to narrate.

The cultivators in the audience, who were originally lacking interest, all brightened up their eyes after hearing the words that were beneficial to spiritual plants.

Especially for those in some sects, their sects are small and lack the secret techniques to increase the growth rate of spiritual plants like the great sects of immortal cultivation. So even if they buy a low-grade magic weapon like this, even if it has some effect, it is good...

Chen Mu stared at a clever little banner on the stage. It was all white, with only blue patterns painted on the surface. It looked very exquisite.

He was also very tempted, but he didn't have enough spirit stones to buy a mid-grade magic weapon, so he was originally planning to buy a low-grade magic weapon. Although some of the previous ones were very good, they didn't quite meet his real needs.

This magical instrument not only satisfies his need for a medium for Wind Walking Technique, but also has wind-summoning and cloud-gathering restrictions, which is why he is attracted to it. It is not because of the language of the spiritual plant...

"Calling the wind, gathering the clouds... maybe they can be used for other purposes." Chen Mu pondered.

While he was pondering, the bidding had already begun in the audience.

"Forty-five spirit stones!"

"How dare you, using the price of an ordinary low-grade magical instrument to bid for a magical instrument that can enhance spiritual plants... sixty spirit stones!"

"Hehe... Whether it can enhance the spiritual plants is still uncertain. Why are you so anxious? Seventy spiritual stones."

As soon as the words came out, the fat Taoist's face changed, and he said sinisterly: "Does this Taoist friend not trust our Wannanfang Market?"

The person who spoke earlier was not afraid and replied calmly: "I dare not..."

The fat Taoist smiled again when he heard this: "Please feel free to bid. If there is any problem with the item, Wannan Market will repay you several times..." After saying this, he narrowed his eyes and looked at the side of his robe: "So you are from the Wulin Sect..."

The auction was still going on, and Chen Mu didn't speak in a hurry. It was just a first-grade low-grade magic weapon. It was being bid by some small sects, and the price had not exceeded one hundred spirit stones.

"Ninety-three spirit stones! A low-grade magic weapon. Fellow Taoists, please think carefully about this..." said the cultivator from the Wulin Sect.

Everyone was silent. What he said was true. More than ninety spirit stones were far more than the price of a low-grade magic weapon.

Chen Mu's heart moved, and he suddenly said, "Ninety-five."

Some monks who were interested in this magical weapon came over in the direction of the sound.

"Humph! One hundred spirit stones!"

Everyone shook their heads, thinking that only a sect would use this price to purchase a low-grade magic weapon.

The fat Taoist priest on the stage could no longer hide his smile and looked at Chen Mu again.

Chen Mu remained unmoved, but thought to himself, "If I had known earlier, I would have disguised myself as a disciple from a remote small sect... This is too conspicuous."

But having spoken, he was about to take the prize, saying aloud, "One hundred and ten."

The Wulin Sect cultivator stopped talking, sat down with a slightly cold expression, and stared at Chen Mu for a long time, not knowing what he was thinking.

Everyone began to speculate about Chen Mu's identity.

"He looks like a casual cultivator. A casual cultivator spending so many spirit stones to buy such a magical instrument, isn't that stupid? He has such a good-looking face for nothing..."

"He's definitely not a casual cultivator. He's probably a disciple from a sect..."

When Chen Muruo heard everyone's speculation, he would probably sigh that his clumsiness had turned out to be a coincidence. Disguised as a casual cultivator, he had made some 'smart' people think he was a disciple of some unknown sect...

For most cultivators, the Wind Patterned Cloud Banner was just a minor episode that was soon forgotten.

After the dust settled, Chen Mu sat down contentedly.

Lu Yucheng said in a low voice: "Brother Jiang Ze, why did you spend so many spirit stones..."

Chen Mu's eyes moved, and he explained, "I didn't intend to bid, but after hearing about the uses of spiritual plants, I wanted to use them to become a spiritual plant husband, so that I could join some sects... Life as a casual cultivator is hard..."

Lu Yucheng suddenly realized, "Brother Jiang Ze really has a long-term vision." After saying this, he leaned a little closer and guided Chen Mu's gaze in the direction of the Wulin Sect cultivator. "But Brother Dao needs to find a sect to rely on as soon as possible. I think that person is full of resentment and I'm afraid he will cause trouble for you..."

Chen Mu nodded and said, "Thank you, Brother Lu. I will... But I don't know much about Wulin Sect..."

"It's normal that Daoist Brother doesn't know. Wulin Sect is just a small sect. There is only one Foundation Establishment cultivator in the sect... and he hasn't been seen for a long time."

Chen Mu bowed again in thanks.

The conference was still going on, and he had no plans to leave early. Not only would it be conspicuous, but he also wanted to see more rare treasures and broaden his horizons.

Time passed and it was already dusk.

"Everyone, we have just taken a short break. Now let's continue... There are only three items left in this conference..." The fat Taoist priest said slowly with a smile on his face.

"The ninety-eighth lot, a volume of Qi Condensation Technique, 'Burning Forest Technique'..."

Before the fat Taoist priest could introduce himself, exclamations arose again, and this time the exclamations came from the second floor, or even above the second floor... "There is actually a martial arts auction this time, quite interesting..." A young man in a golden robe on the third floor smiled slightly and murmured.

Behind him stood a brown-haired old man. His aura was like a lake, and he was probably on par with Bei Hongyi. He said to the young man, "Young Master, if you can help the sect accept this technique, I believe it will be of great help in your quest for the position of true successor..."

The young man in golden robe nodded slowly and looked at the spell on the stage.

In the adjacent room, a middle-aged male cultivator bowed and looked at the old man beside him, saying, "Father, if our family could have one more inheritance, fewer people would go out to seek the Dharma..."

The old man said calmly: "Let's give it a try..."

The middle-aged male cultivator was delighted to hear this and nodded.

The fat Taoist calmed the noise and continued, "This technique is a dual-element fire and wood technique... Fire is primary, wood is secondary. Fire-element techniques are already known for their powerful power, and with this wood-element fire, it reaches a new level... Once you reach the ninth level of Qi Condensation, you can also use the unique secret techniques of this technique to overcome bottlenecks... I don't need to explain its value. The starting bid is one thousand spirit stones, and each bid must not be less than fifty spirit stones."

Chen Mu was unmoved. Although the item was good, it had nothing to do with him. He just sat and watched the powerful people on the third floor...fight for the limelight.

In the end, this method was bought by the Qian wing, which was the wing where the old man was, for an astonishing price of two thousand seven hundred spirit stones.

"The grand finale, a top-grade magical instrument - the Celestial Eye Mirror... It can distinguish authenticity and dispel illusions, and contains over ten restrictions, including those for golden light and spirit gathering. It's truly a rare, top-grade magical instrument... The starting price is one thousand spirit stones, and each bid must be no less than fifty spirit stones."

Most of the top-grade magical instruments can only be used flexibly after reaching the ninth level of Qi Condensation. They are extremely precious. In addition, most of the cultivators in Zhao Kingdom are not fond of refining instruments, so top-grade magical instruments are even rarer here. Even some foundation-building cultivators still use them...

Chen Mu sighed in his heart: "Another item worth thousands of spirit stones..."

In the end, the Tianmu Mirror was bought by the young man in golden robe for 1,900 spirit stones.

As the Tianmu telescope came to an end, the conference also came to an end.

The fat Taoist priest cleared his throat in a sonorous and powerful voice.

"The main item of this auction... I'll keep it a secret for now and bring it up." The fat Taoist waved his hand.

A group of people were pushing a jade carriage frame, and an oval shape was faintly outlined under the red cloth.

The fat Taoist priest gently pulled off the red cloth, and a huge egg-shaped object that looked like jade appeared in front of everyone.

Chen Mu frowned slightly, not recognizing what the egg was.

Everyone on the first floor looked at each other in silence.

Until the third floor, a voice came from a room that had never bid before, sounding a little shocked: "Slay the Jade Crocodile! Who is so bold as to steal its eggs..."

The fat Taoist smiled upon hearing this, bowed respectfully, and replied, "Master Liu, this was taken by my master when he passed by Youyu Swamp. How could it be considered a stolen calligraphy..."

Master Liu laughed and said nothing more.

The fat Taoist priest then introduced: "Senior Liu has already identified this item as the egg laid by the great Foundation Establishment monster, the Jade Crocodile. Regarding this item, I have only one word: Foundation Establishment Combat Strength... If you bid on this item, it is equivalent to owning a Foundation Establishment monster, at your disposal..."

Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Master Liu, who said, "You are quite good at talking, youngster. Without the mother's nourishment, I don't know how much spiritual materials will be consumed to hatch this egg. Even if it hatches, I don't know how long it will take for it to grow into a foundation-building great demon..."

The fat Taoist remained calm and said, "Master Liu is absolutely right. Anyone who wants to bid for this item will understand the principles behind this. I don't think I need to explain it any further... Then let's begin the bidding. The starting price is 5,000 spirit stones! Each bid must be no less than 100 spirit stones."

As soon as the words fell, Master Liu, who had just been speaking righteously and sternly, immediately said, "Six thousand spirit stones!"

“The youngster will say, I think you, Old Daoist Liu, are not bad, seven thousand spirit stones!”

"What does it have to do with you that I'm good at speaking? Eight thousand spirit stones!"

"Hmph! Eight thousand five hundred pieces! If you can beat that price, I'll give you the demon egg..."

Master Liu chuckled and said, "Then I will accept your offer with all due respect. Nine thousand spirit stones!"

……

The gods fight and everyone watches the show.

Their faces were all red, as if it was not Master Liu who had shouted out the nine thousand spirit stones, but them.

Chen Mu kept clicking his tongue. This trip was truly an eye-opener...

In the end, the Jade Crocodile Egg was bought by Master Liu for 1500 spirit stones.

Because the view was blocked by the side room, I couldn't see his expression, but from his voice, I could tell that he was in great pain.

At this point, the Wannanfang City Auction was about to end. Bei Hongyi once again took the stage to express his gratitude, focusing on the third-floor wing...

Slowly following the crowd out again, Chen Mu said goodbye to Lu Yucheng and walked away without stopping...

(End of this chapter)